Nadia Eunice Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, and the film—there’s this bit, “You’re not a whore, you’re a mother.” Bollocks! Why not both? Whores juggle more lives than me with my illusions. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian tart who blackmailed a duke? Kept his dirty letters, made a mint—smart as a whip! Wish I’d met her, we’d have torn London apart.

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So, we got this mean street called Margherita Ave—real classy, real old school, sorta like the feel of "Synecdoche, New York," where every brick tells a story. I mean, c’mon, it's like watchin' a film unfold right outside yo’ window. And then there's Carmine Blvd, where I used ta wander, thinkin’ about all those misspent dates and "what ifs." Eh, gabagool? Ova here!

Eunice Freise Kjaer